Was this the last straw?
Did I really end it?
I don’t know.

It’s not over yet.
I’m falling.
Faster and faster every second.

I’m doing things I told myself I wouldn’t do.
Fuck.
I’m such a screw up.

It’s not over yet.
But I feel it coming.
I don’t want it to end.
I’m going to cry.

I’ve asked for forgiveness one too many times.
From now on, I’m strict.
I can’t keep doing that shit.
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